"End, recall."

The cold, stiff male voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.

The next moment, all the cursed consciousnesses entered the feast.

However, everyone was so shocked by everything in front of them that they could not speak.

This is not the previous feast...

The previous banquet was filled with gray mist.

But now... the whole space is filled with blood, scarlet blood flows on the ground, and corpses are piled up into mountains, dense white skeletons floating in the blood.

The feast seemed to have evolved...

On one hand, there is the heat wave that bakes the body, and on the other hand, the cold wind that colds the soul. In the previous banquet, the most vivid only the vision. Qin Wenyu could clearly realize that it was an illusory space.

But now...

He could faintly hear endless wailings from the sea of ​​blood in corpses, and could feel the resentful eyes staring at him. Blood lights were everywhere, and the smell of blood was so real...

The most eye-catching thing in the entire space... are nine statues with different postures. They stand at the end of their vision, the mountains lie down at their feet, and the clouds float around their waists. They surround the world, as if they are the edge of the world...

Every statue is so huge that it is incredibly huge.

This is no longer like an illusory space, with shape, sound, smell, smell, touch, and five senses.

Not only Qin Wenyu, but everyone was silently watching this space of banquet with a huge change in appearance, and a strong fear appeared from the bottom of their hearts.

What kind of world is this...

Soon, someone discovered that the bone chair under the seat turned blood-red, and these blood-red bone chairs were floating on the sea of ​​blood.

They sat in a circle like before.

Finally, the voice appeared again...

"The sacrificers...the mountain god, the mud snake, the survivor...the fox face, the Kagura."

One by one, a huge man slowly emerged from the sea of ​​blood.

He just showed his naked upper body in the sea of ​​blood, as tall as the previous psychic...

The dense and strange patterns grew on his skin. His head and face had no hair, his eyes were like a deep pool of water. His left face was wearing a broken white mask, and the exposed right face could see the tough lines of the knife and axe.

In terms of image, he is not as terrifying as the female psychic before, but instead... has an inexplicable divinity?

When I looked at him, it was like seeing the Buddha statue in the temple, which felt very bizarre, weird, and creepy.

"You have gained His attention..." His voice, without any emotion, slowly swept: "Since then, all the feasts... are red."

After this statement, the whole banquet was silent.

It’s not that they don’t want to speak, but that they… cannot speak!

Before, I could talk about it during the banquet, but now everyone finds that they can't speak at all!

Gain His attention?

All the banquets have turned into red?!

The two seemingly connected sentences can only make people confused.

Following closely behind is an uncontrollable despair.

Gray, white, black, blue, red... There are obviously five levels of banquets? If you get attention, you will all become red?

This was a slash on someone who had been lucky enough to be in his mind.

Without giving them time to react, the huge man whose upper body exposed in the sea of ​​blood continued:

"The next banquet...in one month later."

One month?

This made everyone in the feast feel relieved.

It’s really a bit too tight for the recent banquet. Often, the next banquet will be held in about a week. If this continues, people will be crazy.

Fortunately, there is a one-month buffer period this time.

"The first scene, the day when Buddha's death."

"Sacrifice..."

"A corner of immortal."

"Galaro."

"Cat again."

"Kakura."

"Green-faced ghost."

"beauty."

Six pairs of masks flew out of the surging sea of ​​blood and floated strangely in the air.

Qin Wenyu's eyebrows trembled.

Not me at all?

Ibuki?

Has she been infected with my bad luck?

He looked at the six masks, Mama Yumiya Yayoi, Kagurai Ichi's skeleton, both of which were people he knew.

In addition to them, there is another person who Qin Wenyu has always cared about.

beauty.

This concern is not because the beauty made a special move that made people suspicious.

It was purely because when Qin Wenyu saw that mask for the first time, he was lost for a moment.

That was the first person who made him feel beautiful.

Although that was just a mask.

But that beauty that can face really transcends gender.

The holder who can face the beauty is sitting in the innermost circle at this time. Speaking of which... the big change in the banquet made everyone more or less lose their composure. Only the beauty gentleman, who has always maintained the most elegant sitting posture and cannot see any psychological fluctuations.

His nine-eyed crochet jade has exceeded six, and no one knows the specific number.

Looks like a secret person...

Having said that, how many people at the banquet have no secrets?

However, this new psychic, his statement made Qin Wenyu feel a very bad premonition.

He has a good memory. Although people often say that he is like a sacrifice to ghosts and gods, the psychic media has never said the word "sacrifice" before, usually using the cursed or the selected one.

And this one actually called them... sacrifices directly.

Moreover, judging from the performance of these two psychic media, the female psychic media before seemed to be more like a human standpoint. Qin Wenyu could even see her emotions occasionally, but now this huge bald man wearing a broken mask is obviously standing in his words with the "His" standpoint.

Qin Wenyu stared at the medium, and since the day he entered the feast, he had confirmed something.

That is, we must figure out the origin of the banquet. Even if there are ghosts and gods in this world, we must figure out the reason.

And what role does Qin also play in these things?

At present, Qin Wenyu is more inclined to Qin as a disconnector who has collected nine magata.

While thinking, the voice of the male spiritual medium sounded again.

"The second scene, the abyss of the corpse."

"Sacrifice..."

"Tengou."

"Thor."

"Anda girl."

"Cicada Pill."

"Real snake."

"Lion's mouth."

"Fire Man."

Seven pairs of masks churned out of the sea of ​​blood and hung quietly in the air.

Qin Wenyu looked at the hideous two-horned mask, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Sure enough, I was still there... It seems that there was no major problem with the banquet.

Fortunately, this time, I can at least go to Kanagawa Prefecture for one month. Whether it is the weird guys wearing red faces or Qin Ye’s whereabouts, they are all a thorn stuck in Qin Wenyu’s heart.

The place of the banquet was requested, and the male psychic media did not say a word.

Maybe he would not speak before the banquet began.

Qin Wenyu could feel that something was gradually revealing its true appearance.

The next moment, the voice of the psychic sounded again:
Chapter completed!